Chapter 3 – Revenge
Bella pounded a hoof into her brother's door.
Only a slight groan came back from the other side.
She stared at the dark-colored wood for a moment and pounded her hooves into it again.
“Uugh!” Sheets rustled inside. “Go away.”
She didn't give up, pounding on the door longer and harder this time, punishing it for her brother's slothfulness.
A strained “Fuuuck!” came back, but slow hoofbeats followed it. A succession of different locks and latches clicked.
Finally, Ruby's face poked out. His eyes looked swollen and his mane shot out in all directions. “Wa'a you waa?” He yawned heavily and blinked the gum from his eyes.
“Give me the worst, hardest drug you've got!” Bella flashed him a malicious grin.
He squinted at her. “What happened to your hair?” He chuckled. “Did you fall asleep in somepony's tomato patch?”
“It's none of your business.”
He rolled his eyes and went back inside, but he left the door open.
She followed him in. It felt strange, going in there without his music blaring, and with real sunlight filtering in through the curtains, but the posters of angry-looking musicians and crudely sexualized drawings of mares still gave the room a very Ruby-esque atmosphere.
He crept halfway back into bed before he seemed to notice her. “Hey...” He blinked. “You can't come in—” he gave a long yawn “—here.”
“Just give me the drugs, okay?”
“Fine, fine. Here you go, Flathead.” Ruby's pink magical glow pulled a bag of locoweed out from somewhere under the huge laundry pile in his closet. “It's about time you loosened up about this stuff and took me up on my offer.”
Bella swatted the bag out of the air. It disappeared into Ruby's cluttered floor. “No! I need the hardest stuff you've got!”
“Woah.” Ruby flopped back out of bed and stared at her. “What's up with you?”
“It's none of your business!”
“What the hell happened to you last night? Silver Spoon wouldn't shut up about you. Where'd you disappear to?” He rubbed his eyes. “And why did it turn you into such a little bitch?”
“Just give it to me!” Bella stomped. Something under her hoof snapped, but she didn't care enough to see what it was.
“Fine.” He waved a hoof at her. “Whatever.” His magic tugged a locked box out from under his bed and twirled a combination into it.
The box clicked open, revealing an array of powders, dried leaves, and vials. He levitated out a tiny vial full of thick, red liquid. “Here.”
She snatched it from the air. It was tiny. There could only be a few drops of the stuff in there. “I need more than that!”
He glared at her and shut the box. “Trust me, you don't. This is strong stuff.” He shoved the box back under his bed with his hooves. “Be careful with it, okay? You're going to be tripping balls.”
Bella eyed it closely. “What is it?”
“That's smack, Bells. Geez, you don't know anything.” Ruby looked at her. Apparently, he could tell that name didn't mean much to her. “'Smack', 'dreamflower', 'goo'? Sound familiar?”
She shook her head.
“It's easily the strongest drug I know, and it only grows in the Everfree Forest. It's going to fuck you up!”
Well, that sounds about right. Bella nodded. “Okay.”
Ruby flopped back into bed and pulled a blanket over his head. “Now will you leave me alone?”
She didn't respond – she left the room and shut the door behind her. Good. She held the tiny vial close. Now I have what I need to show Vinyl what a terrible mom she is. Her room seemed inviting again, if bare, now that she'd taken all the trash off the walls. I'm going to love seeing Vinyl regret giving me away.
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Bella struggled to walk as tall as she could as she stepped into the nightclub. It was a strictly eighteen-or-older place, but hopefully her height would pass her off as older.
She could feel the door guard's eyes on her as she walked by, but he didn't say anything.
Yes! Bella grinned wide as she slipped into the crowd inside. Made it!
The music thudded and ponies around her writhed crazily, but this felt nothing like last night's party. The place was smaller and darker, and it reeked of booze and sex.
A light whirling around on an exposed rafter above her rolled over the crowd. There were no young ponies here, and for some reason, none of the pegasus ponies were flying. The ceiling was lower here, but they had enough room.
Hoping there would be no unicorns doing age-check spells, Bella started making her way to the front of the crowd. Vinyl Scratch was the only DJ for this event, so she'd be onstage.
She pushed her way through, making only the slightest attempt to look like dancing. Ponies bumped into her and onto her, and she felt more than a few 'accidental' gropes, but she didn't care. She came here for one thing and one thing only.
Finally, she caught a glimpse of Vinyl on stage. It felt strange to not be elated or excited; it felt strange to not squeal with glee... but she only felt a roiling pit of resentment.
Once she made it up front, in full view of her deadbeat mom, she waved, jumping up and down. She had to get Vinyl's attention.
... And there it came. At first, Vinyl's gaze passed right over her, probably thrown off by the hair color, but it returned and her eyes went wide behind her glasses when she recognized Bella.
Vinyl smiled at her.
Heh. She must think my coming here means she's been forgiven. Bella took the vial out of her mane. Well, 'Mom', watch THIS! Brazenly, in front of the whole crowd, she pulled the cork out with her teeth and sucked the sticky red goo out of it, taking it all in one dose.
Vinyl Scratch actually missed a beat, staring at Bella. Her mouth hung open wide.
Bella smirked. Perfect! It felt good to finally have some revenge, to get back at the deadbeat. She tossed the vial on the floor and started dancing crazily, doing her best impression of a drug-induced haze.
A sudden weight pushed down on her, on every inch of her, and a thick wave of heat pulsed through her. Her legs were made of hot lead. Her head spun, and she could barely stand upright.
Oh. Her suddenly-burdened mind struggled to keep up. That's why they call it 'smack', I guess. She struggled to dance some more, but she felt like she was doing it with a fat, sweaty pony on her back... one that kept trying to roll her over.
On the stage above, Vinyl recovered her composure. She looked down at Bella, shook her head, rolled her eyes, and smiled.
No! That wasn't the reaction Bella wanted at all. What she wanted was... What she wanted was...
Bass blasted from a speaker nearby, sending flashes of color and smell through Bella's head. The floor sloshed around beneath her, and the writhing ponies around her bent into curlicue shapes.
Gotta keep it together. She shook her head. No, bad idea! It felt like the whole room was shaking. Keep it together!
What she wanted was to make Vinyl realize what a bad parent she was and regret giving her away! But Vinyl only laughed at me doing drugs. She thinks it's cute! Bella had to find something worse.
Somepony bumped into her from behind ... or maybe the other way around.
For a moment, somepony's leg had shoved up under her tail. It felt wonderful!
That's how I'll do it. Bella grinned wide. Sex! She looked around. In this place, it didn't take long to find some. She spotted one of her classmates, Dinky Hooves, and an older colt, Lickety Split, making out and groping each other in a secluded booth off to the edge of the stage. So I'm not the only one who snuck in...
Bella looked back to the stage and made sure to get eye contact with Vinyl. It seemed to take ages, but she finally did. She stuck her tongue out at her former idol and sauntered lasciviously over to the couple in the booth.
Maybe it was the walking, maybe it was getting out of the intense lights and sounds to a quieter place, maybe it was just the first wave of dreamflower wearing off, but Bella felt more and more sober as she approached the table. Relatively more sober. Her head still swam in circles around her, but she felt like she could walk again, as long as she was careful about where she put her hooves.
She glanced over her shoulder to make sure Vinyl was still watching.
Vinyl was watching. She kept making surreptitious glances from the stage.
Bella grinned and leaned up against the table. “Hey, can I join in?” She stretched herself out, arching her back and sticking her rump out. She'd use her alicorn-shaped body to full advantage.
Lickety Split's eyes went wide as he stared at her, taking her in. A huge, dumb grin spread across his face.
Dinky glanced back and forth between them for a moment and blatantly checked out the goods as Bella spun around to display them to full advantage.
Lickety's tongue hung out. He was nearly drooling.
Dinky shrugged and smiled, waving Bella over.
With a feral grin, Bella surged toward them. Watch THIS, Mom!
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